Post by Tamsin Braithwaite on May 31, 2007 18:57:39 GMT -5
Full Character Name: Tamsin Braithwaite
Character Gender: Female
First Grade Preference: Junior
Second Grade Preference: senior
Character's Looks/ Physical Description:
Tamsin has a slender and slim build, her creamy oval face is framed by her dark brown hair that falls below her shoulders which is long, flowing and it is naturally curly. Her eyes are dark and fearless. She looks like a model. She likes make-up even though she has natural beauty, which makes her pretty attractive. She's quite fit, as she does quite a bit of exercise.
Picture:
Personality:
This sexy, edgy and confident hostess loves the way she is and things that are bad for her as she gets to meet amazing people and make great contacts.This one who hates wannabe footballers wife, enjoys nothing better than taking some heroin or/and clubbing the night away. She survives on a diet of tabloid papers, burgers and pizza, and has a straight-talking approach to dealing with people.
History:
She grew up in Canada, in a small town called Kenitica. She lived with her mum, dad and younger sister Muffy. There town had about three hundred people living in it including children and old people.
At the age of nine her mother had planned on running away with her lover but her father found out and shot them both, while she was in the next room.
By ages eleven she had tried to commit suicide three times, she was unhappy with her life and living with her grandparents.
She got pregnant at the age of fourteen. With no father around to help bring up the child, she had very mixed feelings about the impending birth, and had been contemplating giving up the baby for adoption.
Now she has moved away
Special talents:
She can horse ride.
Role Playing Example:
Tamsin looked at Donnie for a moment then walked past him and stood in front of the door facing him. "Am i alright? Well lets see." Willow started to look a bit different and quite insane. Her eyes are red sore. "I have voices in my head, shouting all the time." She waved her hands about. Her voice was a bit shaky and her bottom lip started to shake. "I tried to kill someone with scissors, yeah Don. I'm great." Willow said sarcastically the last two words of her sentence. Her voice now seemed more sinister than anything else.
She grabbed a big gun from under one of the desks. "But this." She held it up to Donnie's neck. "Is gonna make me much better." She pulled the trick, the bullet ripped through Donnie's neck and came out though his head. Tamsin dropped the gun and fell to her knees. She rose her head up. "All better now." She said in a quite voice as she rocked herself back and forth, back and forth.
She ran to her bag and pulled some string out and lay-ed it by her foot. She carried Donnie by his shoulders, she dragged him across the floor and lay-ed him on a chair. Tied the gun to him, she attached the string from his toe to the trigger.
She jumped up and stared at Donnie for a few seconds, then began to cry.
Character Gender: Female
First Grade Preference: Junior
Second Grade Preference: senior
Character's Looks/ Physical Description:
Tamsin has a slender and slim build, her creamy oval face is framed by her dark brown hair that falls below her shoulders which is long, flowing and it is naturally curly. Her eyes are dark and fearless. She looks like a model. She likes make-up even though she has natural beauty, which makes her pretty attractive. She's quite fit, as she does quite a bit of exercise.
Picture:
Personality:
This sexy, edgy and confident hostess loves the way she is and things that are bad for her as she gets to meet amazing people and make great contacts.This one who hates wannabe footballers wife, enjoys nothing better than taking some heroin or/and clubbing the night away. She survives on a diet of tabloid papers, burgers and pizza, and has a straight-talking approach to dealing with people.
History:
She grew up in Canada, in a small town called Kenitica. She lived with her mum, dad and younger sister Muffy. There town had about three hundred people living in it including children and old people.
At the age of nine her mother had planned on running away with her lover but her father found out and shot them both, while she was in the next room.
By ages eleven she had tried to commit suicide three times, she was unhappy with her life and living with her grandparents.
She got pregnant at the age of fourteen. With no father around to help bring up the child, she had very mixed feelings about the impending birth, and had been contemplating giving up the baby for adoption.
Now she has moved away
Special talents:
She can horse ride.
Role Playing Example:
Tamsin looked at Donnie for a moment then walked past him and stood in front of the door facing him. "Am i alright? Well lets see." Willow started to look a bit different and quite insane. Her eyes are red sore. "I have voices in my head, shouting all the time." She waved her hands about. Her voice was a bit shaky and her bottom lip started to shake. "I tried to kill someone with scissors, yeah Don. I'm great." Willow said sarcastically the last two words of her sentence. Her voice now seemed more sinister than anything else.
She grabbed a big gun from under one of the desks. "But this." She held it up to Donnie's neck. "Is gonna make me much better." She pulled the trick, the bullet ripped through Donnie's neck and came out though his head. Tamsin dropped the gun and fell to her knees. She rose her head up. "All better now." She said in a quite voice as she rocked herself back and forth, back and forth.
She ran to her bag and pulled some string out and lay-ed it by her foot. She carried Donnie by his shoulders, she dragged him across the floor and lay-ed him on a chair. Tied the gun to him, she attached the string from his toe to the trigger.
She jumped up and stared at Donnie for a few seconds, then began to cry.
